#abbey

I can't believe this heat," Abbey said, taking her tunic and pulling it over her head. Underneath was a form-fitting top that showed a figure unaccustomed to idleness or excess. Kip stared at her the way he had at the shiney curves of the steel horse back in the garage. "Can you imagine what it must have been like hundreds of years ago, when weather changed just a few times a year?" she said, wiping sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. "Yeah, it must have looked great," Kip said. "What do you mean looked great?" Abbey said, turning her eye on Kip. "Must have been great, like you said," he corrected. ↗

— Shawn Keenan

#funny #heat #kip #pervert #change

The best portion of a good man's life: his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love. ↗

— William Wordsworth

#tintern-abbey #life

I don't say this to hurt you, love." The endearment slipped out without me even thinking about it. (...) "Say it again," he said. "Call me your love. ↗

— Jessica Verday

#caspian #love #sweet #love

Gluttony - that's my vice & curse. I want too much of everything. Books... Love... Music... Color & Form... Philosophy... Travel & Adventure... the result of this bestial lust is the indiscriminate and promiscuous splaying of my energies - wanting all, I accomplish nothing; desiring everything, I satisfy nothing and am satisfied by nothing. ↗

— Edward Abbey

#love